What you see is not who I truly am.
You see a projection,
a façade that I carefully maintain.
Every morning I don this persona.
I must,
for if I do not, the world will see the true me
and that would spell disaster.
This character of mine was painstakingly created.
Every action is carefully considered,
everything must be perfect.
I behave as the world expects me to,
but it is all an act.
I am not alone in this,
countless others are putting on this charade.
You can see it in their eyes.
They are lost and alone.
Only their mask helps them keep themselves from falling apart.
I am tired of keeping myself hidden.
I am no longer sure of who I truly am.
My true nature is buried under so many layers of false persona
it may never be recovered.
I have no choice but to carry on
pretending to be someone I’m not.
Perhaps one day
I will be reunited with my true self
and this charade will come to an end.

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I love free verse, but I wished there were a few spaces somewhere in this to break it up into some kind of ryhthm. It was good, I can definitely relate and I know many (myself included) who don various masks to keep up a charade. Nicely done, you've hit on some raw, good emotion. ^_^